Soul Searching

I've been smokin' cigarettes
Like they going outta style
Meanwhile I wyle like every weekend
Understand that my whole body is peakin'
I'm reaching for another reason
Just to keep going
Every morning
Not even 25
I'm feeling alive
I got my whole life ahead of me
And musical vibes as my guide
I won't get lost as long as I keep in the light
But it gets hard at night
So I look upon the stars and I start to write
Looking back at my life
I've had a lot of experience
It's my memories that get me through
My general weariness
A lot of life I realize is just keeping appearances

Hey

Yeah

When did it get like this
Our impermanence is perfect
Don't you ever forget
It's the music that keeps you moving
The feeling of flowers blooming
The moment when you realize that you're sentient
And your consciousness is prompted
Just to follow
Really think you'd find yourself
Where you will be tomorrow
Fight the undertow
Focus on your health and stand taller
There's a big difference between a Benz
And an Impala
Fuck bein' short on your guala
As a man I understand that revenue is a problem
That leaves you stuck between a rock
And a place that is harder
Somebody find me some holy water
Just another fortifier
Hopin' that a forty and a shorty with a blunt
Could get you gone enough to think of something
Ain't fucked up
But the situation you facing
Is up inside the mirror
And the lines that we drawing
Ain't gettin' that-that much clearer
Hey, yeah, you got me stuttering
Crossfaded off the yak and the green
Has got you muttering
No gas left inside your tank
Has got you sputtering
Pimping butterflies in my spare time
Fluttering
In and out of reality
Powder noses with salary
Slackin' up on the couch
And money will shower me
How many of these haters think
That-that they got it out for me
Whip this shit like it's alchemy
Hope my momma is proud of me

Yeah
Hope my momma is proud of me
Yeah
Hope my momma is proud of me